About shondabrock

I'm a southern in my heart and a northern in my soul. I've had a few bad wines, but for the most part I've enjoyed enough good wines that it makes up for the few bad bottles.
I enjoy writing, but more than writing itself, I love telling a good story, taking my reader off on an adventure starting with "What If"…. I'm a sucker for the Paranormal Romance genre. To me, its nice to be released from "What Is Expected" and believe for 250 pages in "What If's". Its like a vacation with out passports, waiting in line and an expensive credit card bill when you return home.
Please Enjoy, but more importantly Stay Inspired…

Are you interested in being a guest blogger on This Writer’s Life? You can blog on anything that’s writing related for example- How you plan your writing time How you fixed a writing problem How you create characters or plot … Continue reading →

Then your dreams are not big enough. Dream bigger! I’ve been without sleep for over a month. My dreams are scaring the S*&! out of me. I’m ready for some Paranormal Short Stories to read. Send me some names so … Continue reading →

innocence ghosting we skipped the crown humming flew away it was later that her face turned pale she said, there is no truth let her be sixteen eyes open might just as well’ve be closed her face ghostly pale and … Continue reading →

Are you struggling to find your voice? Normally, your creative ideas flow like the Nile River, but since tensions rising in the news and the workplace has become the new proving grounds for work-alcoholics has left you exhausted. Your creative waters are still and there are no … Continue reading →

Congratulations to the Cursed Love Flash Fiction Writing Contest winner. Good and Honest King by Aurumsella! By: Aurumsella Dark and beautiful, she dances through my dreams. I’ve seen her every night since I was twelve. Each and every night I dream … Continue reading →

It’s time to announce the Cursed Love Flash Fiction Writing Contest results. Congratulations #3, The Bell Tower by Edward Palumbo By: Edward Palumbo Regina arrived. It had been a week since she had sat at Rick’s kitchen table, where he had … Continue reading →